From birth, the seeds of Sufism and Sufi vocabulary were deeply rooted in his soul. His soul interacted with this transparent spiritual world, giving birth to the Sheikh of the Asmariya Shadhiliyya rug.
This sense, inherited from his father, Miftah Rajab Al-Shaykhi Al-Fayturi, blended with his grandfather, his mother, Zahra, who, unwittingly, introduced him to the image of African life from childhood. He experienced the true suffering of the Black Continent, hearing the drums of its rituals, and filling his lungs with the scents of its incense and miraculous secrets.
Perhaps this beginning is the fundamental and powerful starting point for reading the great Arabic poet, Muhammad Al-Fayturi, whose poetic output remains fruitful, renewed, glowing, and flowing like the mighty Nile. And why not, when he says:
And you say words die.
What then remains for people if the words of poets die?!